"So Deanna, do you want the good news first, or the bad news first?" Is what I heard from dad as I picked up my cell phone yesterday, confused as to why he was calling, and even more confused as to why he was asking me this. "Good news." I replied wondering what happened. "Well, the ambulence driver said I'm alright, and they just kept my until my blood pressure dropped back to normal and my pulse as well." "Dad... Dad are you alright? Whats the bad news?" I said already getting worried. "Cobrask8, is wrecked." So yes, Dan has done it this time. In turn ten of Watkins Glen, he hit the rail and spun out. I don't have pictures of the car yet, but it's on the trailer and in wreck. Dad told me that the engine popped out of the mounts and popped the distribulor cap off as it hit. The front suspesion is mashed, the front of the body is un-repairable, and the aluminum work is in shambles. I hope he doesn't have to re-build yet another hydraulic clutch, that was on that side of the car too... Dad has promised pictures, and I shall post them as soon as I get them.